Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. Look at that by - (read ebook pdf .txt) 📖
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“He used to arrive first. He’d sit at a table for two with a clear line of sight to the entrance so he’d be able to check who came in. After a short while, the belle, a different one every time, would arrive. The common denominator to all of them, if there was one, could
2 Neighbourhood in Athens renowned for being the venue of radical and political activism.
- Derogatory for women.
- But it’s the waiters talking.
- Then derogatory for the waiters to say.
“or, rather, how a crime novelist would adapt their account”. So people can’t say (even if you don’t say so) that neither waiters nor police officers talk like that.
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only be defined negatively - what they weren’t like in other words. And they were neither skin and bones nor obese; neither posh nor vulgar; not too butch nor very petite; too young or too old; not drop-dead-gorgeous nor ugly as sin. Somewhere in between. And certain-ly, they were nowhere near to one of those women who elicit, either with a positive or negative tone, a “where the hell did he find her!” Oh, and none of them smoked either. It was obvious the two of them recog-nized each other. In spite of that, maybe because they hadn’t seen each other for years – except if they had exchanged photos – there was a certain uncertainty about their identity, noticeable with the naked eye and a bit more pronounced with the woman, who was sud-denly arriving, bewildered, into a crowded room, in contrast to the strategically-seated man, who actual-ly monitored just an infinitesimal percentage of those who came through that door. An uncertainty, until of course he gave her a little wave and she, visibly re-lieved, quickly went over to him. They greeted each other with reservation, usually with a handshake. He always ordered his usual. Mint tea. No sugar. Hers was different each time, depending on the person. In our presence any chat whatsoever ceased. It was obvious that they didn’t want us to partake, even in passing, to their conversations, as if they were scared that had we
I didn’t know you could use that word in a positive tone too.
Why not also: “Relieved that he hadn’t stood her up, that
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